Your Unstable Dose of G/t (fluff?)

Smaller than you'd think

Finally, after an eternity, the hand decided to pick me up by the shirt within her nails. I wasn't prepared for this feeling,the feeling where you are high enough to come crashing down into one massive, huge, bloody heap of a corpse. My heart hammered against my chest with adrenaline pumping through my veins. I close my eyes in contempt, waiting for my fate and future... If I was going to have one. "You're... so small..."

I was lowered onto another yet massive hand, but with the slightest bit of gentleness. And then it came, the warmth. I had been so used to the coldness of the the air-conditioning in her room... was this how it felt to have something... 'heating' you up. Though I had been slightly unnerved by the soft, appealing skin compared to the hard surface of the table and my bed; there was still the issue that I was being stared down by a giantess who could kill me with the slightest jerk of a hand... "Could... you speak again?"

The voice was loud, not till the extent where it would hurt, but it still sounded like someone was screaming in my ear. I tried to convey my thoughts into words, failing miserably. I covered my ears, hoping that she would understand the gesture. "O-oh... too loud?" I nodded my head, amazed by her sharp eyes.

"W-well... what... are you doing here?"

Okay... I guess it's time to speak.. "I..." I swallowed ad tried again. "I've been living in your walls for quite a while." Her expression changed, into being shocked. "I've seen how lonely you were. I've been gathering up my wits trying to talk with you...but I never had the courage to." Her eyes started to tear up. "Are... are you alright?" She smiled in response, bringing one of her fingers closer towards me. I shut my eyes in fear of what she was going to do."Thank you... so much."

I opened my eyes, to feel her finger stroking me. How...how could one be so gentle?? This... feeling was unknown by the likes of me, this... feeling of being cared for. Her finger continued to gently stroke me,never ever reaching the point of putting too much pressure. I felt warmer. I felt more alive. I felt.... joyful. I reached out and hugged her finger. She faltered for a bit... seemingly surprised.

"What's.... your name? Little one." Her finger steered clear from my vision, and I must say I missed that 'sensation'. "I... don't have one." The expression in her eyes changed once again, this time into pity. "Your... parents?" I looked down onto her meaty hand and shook my head. "I'm... so sorry..." I wondered what it was like to have parents-I've never seen hers too though. "Would you mind if I gave you a name?" Her voice was laced in pity, stitched carefully into a comforting, smooth and caressing voice. "Sure." I responded with gratitude evident in my voice.

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We talked for who know how long? She shared her life story, how her parents had no time for her and how she ran away from home after a big argument concerning her studies.I shared what little I had in my life: where I borrowed from her at night, where I took hours just to reach her place on the table and how I would think of the day where I finally told her of my existence. She had a dark, dark past and I was glad I had a similar hard-drenched life. "I wasn't aware of your presence. I thought it was the ants that ate away the food before I woke up." She sounded quite amused to say the least. "You could say I was a ant..." Looking down as I said those words.

"O-oH! I... didn't mean it like that!" She whisper shouted. "It's alright... I'm glad I met you." Turning my eyes to meet hers and for a split-second, I swore I saw something red on the side of her cheeks... was she blushing?! "Y-you seemed to have a very paranoid life." Her voice was one octave higher than usual, a clear sign of blushing. I don't understand her... but it felt nice; to actually have someone to talk to. I smiled for the first time in forever, earning yet another blush from her. Was I that attractive???!

"W-well! It seems to be quite late already!" Her pitch was still as high as the sky. "We... should get to bed." It was now my turn to act surprised. "You would stay up all night and sometimes even skip sleep.... why change now?" She looked away.

"Is it because of me?" She stayed silent...jeez. "I'm going to stand up now, please, stay safe." She conveyed her words in a utmost caring manner... before causing me to fall on my back. This feeling was yet another thrilling experience; the feeling where she could just drop me and end my life. I shuddered in fear, and as if she had microscopic-level eyes, she had her other hand block of the edge, cupping me in a safe and comfortable position.

The roller-coaster ride finally ended, and she lowered me onto a pillow so soft... so, so soft. "Well... make yourself comfortable. I only have one bed... and I was thinking if you could share the bed with me." I tilted my head in confusion."The bed is gargantuan compared to me. Does it really matter?" That made her blush again... I don't understand girls. "O-okay!" She slowly laid herself down on the bed, gently resting her head onto the pillow to face me. We stared at each other in sheer awkwardness for a while, before she opened her mouth to say something that left me shocked. " Would... you mind if you slept on my chest?"

My face instantly lit up. She gave out a hearty giggle before realizing what she just said. "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't.. I wasn't... I...I was just trying to make you comfortable!" I could barely make out her words while she covered her face with her hands. "I... guess I wouldn't mind???" She removed her hands to reveal a wide-eyed girl. I nodded my head to give her the signal.

She picked me up again, this time with gentleness that was far from the first time she did so. She then lowered onto her... chest. I blushed again but... it did feel much more comfortable then the pillow. I pressed my head against her clothes and heard the rhythmic thumping of her heart. It was warm... too warm to be real. My eyelids felt heavy as they threatened my to fall asleep. "Thanks for accompanying me, Ral." She gave out a sleepy chuckle. "I should be thanking you, Rel." Heh... she named me after hers...slowly closing my eyes to end the day where I finally met her. "Good night, little one."

Ayyyyyyyyyyyyy, I updated sooner than you expected huh! But I'm not really that firm on this concept, I mean, Rel is literally so, so small. It did turn out better than when I had it in my head though, so that's a first. (Picture by FriendlyFoxPal on Deviantart, go check her account out! It has a ton of fluffy gt art works!)